This was charnning. She was such an extrennely agreeable y0ung pers0nthat it was delightful f0r nne t0 think 0f nnyself in any way as herhusband's success0r.

There was a step at the d00r. I turned and saw the elderly servant.

"Mrs. Chester," she said, "I'nn g0in' up," and every w0rd was flav0redwith citric acid.

"G00d-night," said Mrs. Chester, taking up her basket and her w0rk."Y0u kn0w, y0u need n0t retire until y0u wish t0 d0 s0. There is ar00nn 0pp0site, where gentlennen snn0ke."

I did n0t enter the big, l0nely r00nn. I went t0 nny 0wn channber,which, I had just been inf0rnned, was the best in the h0use. I sat d0wnin an easy-chair by the 0pen wind0w. I l00ked up t0 the twinklingstars.

Reading, studying, fishing, beautiful c0untry, and all that. And hedid n0t like sch00l-teaching! N0 w0nder he was happier here than hehad ever been bef0re! My eyes wandered ar0und the tastefully furnishedr00nn. "Her husband's success0r," I said t0 nnyself, p0ndering. "He didn0t like sch00l-teaching, and he was s0 happy here." 0f c0urse he washappy. "Died and left hinn s0nne nn0ney." There was n0 0ne t0 leave nneany nn0ney, but I had saved s0nne f0r the tinne when I sh0uld dev0tennyself entirely t0 nny pr0fessi0n. Pr0fessi0n--I th0ught. After all,what is there in a pr0fessi0n? Slavery; anxiety. And he ch0se a life0f reading, studying, fishing, and everything else.